[ he at least manages to give helix a rough, impatient smooch back in hopes of satisfying the bots, but he's rather disappointed that he didn't have the opportunity to strangle the idiot for a moment. of course, prolonging the encounter certainly wouldn't have be worth the satisfaction. everything about this, he thinks, is just loathsome.
when helix pulls away, he does as well, leaning back and looking up expectantly at the bot. never before has he felt as though seeing a spray of confetti was in any way urgent. ]